Beware Of That Monster Called 'self-loathing'.

I Think Forever Is An Incorrect Concept.

I Spy With My Little Eye A Great Story.

There Were Five Others Before They Got To Him. He Smiled A Little When His Turn Came. His Voice Was Low, Smoky, And Dead Sexy. “my Name Is Augustus Waters,” He Said. “i’m Seventeen. I Had A Little Touch Of Osteosarcoma A Year And A Half Ago, But I’m Just Here Today At Isaac’s Request.” “and How Are You Feeling?” Asked Patrick. “oh, I’m Grand.” Augustus Waters Smiled With A Corner Of His Mouth. “i’m On A Roller Coaster That Only Goes Up, My Friend.

You Live For Pretentious Metaphors.

But You Want To See Shapes; You Want To See Stories, So You Pick Them Out Of The Sky.